@Lavy-the-Nerdy-Sci-Fi-Birdy
"Okay! I've got Tacos on the menu."
"Okay! I've got Tacos on the menu."
He chuckled. "Tacos on a pirate ship. I never would have guessed."
"What did you expect us to eat? Shark?"
"Kind of." Ryan kept laughing as he stood up.
Joanna laughed too. "Well, I might have to suggest that to the Captain, we could be having shark taco, burgers, soup, who knows!" She set a pan on the stove. "Well, Nobody, would you care to chop up some onions for this?"
(No shark! Sharks are precious endangered species that don’t deserve this! Also they’re Morrigan’s favourite animal!)
(No shark! Sharks are precious endangered species that don’t deserve this! Also they’re Morrigan’s favourite animal!)
(Jo Jo was kidding. I won't hurt the sharks :)
"Are you trying to make me cry?" He joked, rolling up his sleeves and heading over to her.
“Cicada didn’t come to me about any injuries. Now, come on before you pass out,” Lucian said, turning on his heel to leave the room.
(Boy. She's been laying on a cot waiting very patiently for Lucian to get done with Leah. And this is how you treat her?)
(oH, I didn’t see that message?)
(""Am I ever going to get help?" Cicada asked Lucian." Said this earlier. And I'll say it again.)
"Kind of bleeding here Lucian," Cicada realized that Daso should take priority, but come on.Daso instantly yanked his leg back. "You said Cicada was fine!" He said.
“I was kind of distracted at the moment,” Lucian muttered, stepping away to go help Cicada. He knew Daso wouldn’t let him work unless he helped her first.
"Yes, that's all part of the plan. Tears make great flavoring." She said, handing him the onions and a knife.
“Cicada didn’t come to me about any injuries. Now, come on before you pass out,” Lucian said, turning on his heel to leave the room.
(Boy. She's been laying on a cot waiting very patiently for Lucian to get done with Leah. And this is how you treat her?)
(oH, I didn’t see that message?)
(""Am I ever going to get help?" Cicada asked Lucian." Said this earlier. And I'll say it again.)
"Kind of bleeding here Lucian," Cicada realized that Daso should take priority, but come on.Daso instantly yanked his leg back. "You said Cicada was fine!" He said.
"Daso get help," Cicada snapped at him, "You're injured more than I am anyway. I just have a few minor cuts here and there."
"I really hope you're joking." Ryan took the knife, now completely trusting the girl. No one would give someone knife if they didn't trust them.
"I am." Joanna felt she had a good notion of what Nobody was like. He seemed pretty nice.
Lucian groaned sharply, making his way back over to Daso.
“Cicada didn’t come to me about any injuries. Now, come on before you pass out,” Lucian said, turning on his heel to leave the room.
(Boy. She's been laying on a cot waiting very patiently for Lucian to get done with Leah. And this is how you treat her?)
(oH, I didn’t see that message?)
(""Am I ever going to get help?" Cicada asked Lucian." Said this earlier. And I'll say it again.)
"Kind of bleeding here Lucian," Cicada realized that Daso should take priority, but come on.Daso instantly yanked his leg back. "You said Cicada was fine!" He said.
"Daso get help," Cicada snapped at him, "You're injured more than I am anyway. I just have a few minor cuts here and there."
"Don't be dramatic, that's my job," Daso sighed. "Just let him treat you quickly and then he can to me."
(You changed your name.)
(Yesss)
"Only if your not on the verge of passing out," Cicada responded.
"I'm not." He technically was. He smiled anyway, shrugging and acting as carefree as he could.
"Okay," Cicada looked at Lucian, "Go treat Daso."
“Is that decision final, or am I going to have to keep carrying my fragile tools back and forth?” Lucian asked in a sarcastic tone.
Daso glared at him. "Come any closer and I'll go and bleed out in my room." He knew he was being silly now, but he was stubborn.
"I am." Joanna felt she had a good notion of what Nobody was like. He seemed pretty nice.
Ryan had never cooked in his life. He was too young to cook when he was back at home, and since then he didn't live in a house with a working stove or oven.
Daso glared at him. "Come any closer and I'll go and bleed out in my room." He knew he was being silly now, but he was stubborn.
"I'll help you hold him down," Cicada smiled wickedly, "Now go treat Daso."
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